Sharp white fragments beneath my feet
poking, jabbing, jarring my sanity
tiny, insignificant wounds
hardly worth noticing

soreness turns to bruising
hurts too much to walk
just stay still
no one will notice
tiny, insignificant wounds

poison sneaks past broken skin
infection travels to my brain
tiny, insignificant wounds
hide their power to kill

clean blade bares full intent
reveals the pain
bleeds out the lies
the healing wound of truth

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